Digital Playdough

I was walking around East London this evening and came across this flier on Evelyn Street. I snapped these photos with my phone.

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Star Wars: Retold (by someone who hasn't seen it) from Joe Nicolosi on Vimeo.

I just watched Ghost in the Shell 2, finally. It sucked.

If they ever make Akira 2 I'm not watching it.

This was copied and pasted from craigslist:

http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/ksc/395322346.html?

Originally Posted: Sun, 12 Aug 14:06 CDT

lvl 8 ogre mage seeks moon queen or druid

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Date: 2007-08-12, 2:06PM CDT


I am a lvl 8 warrior seeking my adventuring companion for game play and fornication. I partake in only adventure/fantasy role play, no creepy goth stuff, it’s too weird. Only sanctioned spells allowed, costume dress optional but preferred. I have the body of a wandering Norwegian brawler and short brown hair. Please be quite buxom and imaginative for play and enjoy fantasy role play aesthetics. Please send pics, leves, preferred adventure type and spell list. We could go get dinner (under $20), and watch a movie. Also I’m allergic to cats.

• Location: the lair (mission)
• it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests

PostingID: 395322346

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Friday, November 9th

Watch BBC Planet Earth at Ben's House @ 8pm

See you all there! Questions? Call Ben.

This New York Times article was sent to me by trip22. Thank you, Jeremy.

Appreciations
Mr. Noodle
Published: January 9, 2007

The news last Friday of the death of the ramen noodle guy surprised those of us who had never suspected that there was such an individual. It was easy to assume that instant noodle soup was a team invention, one of those depersonalized corporate miracles, like the Honda Civic, the Sony Walkman and Hello Kitty, that sprang from that ingenious consumer-product collective known as postwar Japan.

But no. Momofuku Ando, who died in Ikeda, near Osaka, at 96, was looking for cheap, decent food for the working class when he invented ramen noodles all by himself in 1958. His product — fried, dried and sold in little plastic-wrapped bricks or foam cups — turned the company he founded, Nissin Foods, into a global giant. According to the company’s Web site, instant ramen satisfies more than 100 million people a day. Aggregate servings of the company’s signature brand, Cup Noodles, reached 25 billion worldwide in 2006.

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It was fucking awesome. We went to 3 different parties.










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I've recently rediscovered one of my favorite music videos. "Hell Bent" by Kenna creates an alternative soundtrack for the animated short, "More."

This little film is fucking inspirational--an improbable amount of meaning packed into 5 minutes.



Some of you have seen this before. You like those who haven't seen it will watch it now. Just press that little play button. Bitches.

Click here to see the original version with its original soundtrack.

Meet meatsnack ...



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This is a 9/11 Conspiracy Theory but it raises some valid questions.

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-8260059923762628848&q=loose+change&pl=true

Originally posted by pruvy

Then have a look at this:

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-3350164069515705274&q=loose+change+2nd+edition&pl=true

Just watch the first 6 minutes. AFter that, it's just a repeat of the end of the other video.

Apple's Multi-touch Screen Demo

This video was not made by apple but by researchers using Apple's recently pattented technology. Enjoy!

...is the weirdest fucking movie I've ever seen.

...and I need to do a whole reem of other shit, too. Jesus, I'm such a slacker. At least I managed to wake up from my 3 hr nap (plus 2 hrs of snoozing the alarm) after being up all night absolutely fucking around. When will I learn?

Coffee. Now.

Okay, people... don't forget about Sebastian's on Friday. See you all there!

So last night I was getting hungry around 9:30pm. I had been watching Sixteen Candles on some channel with commercials and on comes this ad for Kentucky Fried Chicken. Mmmmmm.... I thought to myself. I don't really like KFC all that much but that looks finger fuckin' good right now.

So I hop in my car and drive to KFC. Those motherfuckers had closed about 15 minutes before my arrival. I left the parking lot feeling utterly unsatisfied. Burger King was close by and they were open.

So then I come home, get shitfaced with a bottle of cheap red wine, some tequila, and a lone beer. I watch some movies and pass out.

In my dream I was some sort of secret agent or otherwise special person to society. At some point I remember doing a mission in Mexico or something. That part of the dream has faded, but what I remember clear as day was getting KFC. I got some KFC in my dream and I will never forget what I said: "Man, this shit is disgusting."

Sure enough when I woke up I had decided that KFC is in fact disgusting and that I was out of my fucking tree to think that I was hungry for it last night.